i remember how cold his body and clothes were when he’d come back inside to lay with me because he wasn’t quite ready to go yet. how long ago that was.

secretshhshh

we dug these holes we crawled into now they’re my home
now here i cannot feel the wind, cant feel the rain, oh no
and i believe in gentle harmony
well how i loathe all this obscenity
is this the way my life has got to be
have i a single opportunity?

so incredibly high

i need to go love somebody and make something with lemons